QB SAVED MY LIFE

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[THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES WHICH IS ACCEPTABLE FOR 18+ READERS ONLY] "Yes?" His deep voice growls. It's so deep, so velvety. I can feel myself getting aroused. Aroused in ways I've never felt before. "I was told to come and speak to you about my keys." My voice is deep but the slight shake to it gives away my nerves. I can only be thankful my voice didn't break. He pauses for a second, his eyes gleaming over my body and if I was naive, I'd believe he was admiring me. But a man like him, so commanding, so powerful, he wouldn't look twice towards me. He digs into his pocket, a small set of keys emerges from them as he dangles them towards me. Why would he have my keys? As my hand moves forward, I brush the soft skin of his fingers and that tingling sensation overwhelms my body once more, but more intense than the last. My eyes shoot to meet his and I'm almost certain the smallest moan left my lips. It was small, so under my breath, I would bet my life nobody heard, but his eyes, god those eyes, they were devious, like he was trying to tell me he heard. I wanted to flush with embarrassment, how could such small contact make me act in such a way? "Thanks" I mutter. It felt like my voice was laced with arousal. I felt like I was waving a huge flag that screamed I want you. I turn on my heel, walking towards my bags, I can feel his gaze across my body, it's like I could feel the warmth from it dance across my skin. My heart is throbbing, I can feel myself pressing against my joggers and I know if anyone was to look they would see just how aroused Alpha Slater made me feel. [THIS IS AN EARLY PRE-WARNING THAT THIS BOOK WILL BE GOING THROUGH A MAJOR RE-EDITING (AGAIN) - THIS WILL BE DONE ALL AT ONCE AND NOTICE WILL BE GIVEN HERE TWO WEEKS BEFORE THE BOOK IS CHANGED. FOR NOW, FEEL FREE TO ENJOY THE BOOK AS IS]

"You know Luke the more you stutter the cuter you get" And that was the very moment I broke, his emerald eyes burning into me as I folded, his thumb tracing my jaw, a soft smile nudging at his lips, his body lingering over mine, leaning back I couldn't help but stare in a daze, his knee rubbing against my thighs, a soft moan escaping my tongue. This sound only made him smile, maybe I was dreaming but before I knew it his lips had collided with mine. *** Luke knew he wasn't into girls, he could tell by the way his stomach turned at any attractive man. Has he had any experience? Not at all, not even his first kiss. What'll happen when the most popular soccer player in his school begins to take intrest in Luke? Can he keep his cool at how the hot player acts? or will his emotions get the best of him? Can the two keep their relationship in tact when fate shoves challenges along the way? ______________________________________________ [MADE MATURE BY WATTPAD]

" what's wrong," he asked, fucking tears, now I have to answer him " nothing I'm fine," I said he scoffed " I didn't ask are you okay but obviously your not fine," he said I roll my eyes at him why can't he leave me alone " I'm not in the mood to talk Alex," I said drinking "you're never in the mood to talk to me," he said inhaling the smoke of his cigarette Alexander and Elliot they are alike but at the same time different one is deadly when you get close other one crazy when look deep into his soul Everyone are scared of Alexander and tries to stay away from him still girls and boys throw themselves at him but he has his eyes on Elliot Elliot is hurt but still smiles and laughs with his friend everyone in school fear him every girl wants him he hates gays but when Alexander stares at him he feels something and that scares him because he never thought he would these things towards a man So what happens when Elliot is not just attracted to Alexander but something more and Alexander notices that it's not lust he has for Elliot will Alexander and Elliot both heal each other and maybe love? What will happen in Elliot's life when Alexander enters? I know its sounds a cliché Highschool story but I promise it's not , I love BoyxBoy books to read and I thought I should write one, this book has a mature scene and little violent. For those who don't like bxb books it's okay you can read my other books and those who like bxb books read it it's going to be awesome Start: 4/12/2019 End:12/3/2020

[COMPLETED] "Well, well look who decided to show up on the party.", he then look at me up and down before putting one hand up on his chin. "And he's wearing something slutty too, tryna score some?", He smirks. I groan, "What do you want? leave me alone!", I push him rather harshly, he didn't budge though instead he leans in and trap me between his body as my back lean against the wall. "You're a feisty one aren't you, barbie?", he whispered huskily, making me shiver for some reason as I gulp when he starts caressing the back of my neck. "I must say, you look good.", he continues making me speechless for a moment. ~~~ "Ahh fuck... Fuck you!", I moaned as the asshole grins at me sheepishly. I really hate him so much, I don't even know why we're doing this right now. Kissing, fucking, and sweating with each other. "That's funny cause I'm fucking you, barbie!", He then goes deeper and deeper in me hitting my prostate causing me to whimpers in pleasure. I really hate him so fucking much! Fuck Rafael Sandoval! ~~~ Alcrais is an openly gay student. Being part of the cheerleader team and having a pretty face mean he's kinda known in his high school. Although his life is not as perfect as it seems. Especially when he has to be partnered up with his so called enemies that he despise. Rafael is your typical high school QB. He's a loud, obnoxious and also known to attract attention from people. Having great physics also rich parents just easily makes him adored by many. Many but one guy, one pretty guy he called Barbie. They didn't get along really well but like other cliché story it soon turns out differently. Will their despair turn into something sweet? Will it ends happily? Guess you have to find out and read this book ✨✨ (*Rated R, not suitable for everyone under 18.)

"I think I'm gay." I say, leaving out the part about my... exposing dream about him last night. I watched his expression, waiting for some sign that he was angry. I waited for him to call me a faggot, to curse me off and tell me he never wanted to see me again. Instead, I was greeted with his perfect toothy smile. "That's great man, I'm of proud you." He says, patting my arm as he stuffed another cracker in his mouth. "It takes some real balls to come out to someone." He says, his beautiful green eyes blazing into mine. I felt myself become flustered at his gaze. "Uh, Yeah, Thanks." I stumbled out, "You're not mad?" I ask. His expression turns to hurt as he crinkles his eyebrows. "Why the hell would I be mad?" He asks, hesitating on the crackers and pushing them away. "I just thought-it's just- well... you just always seem so pissed when someone mentions the word gay." I spit out words, scared for his reaction. He sighs, "That doesn't fucking mean I hate gays. Normally when I do that it's because someone's using the word 'gay' to hate on them, it just pisses me off, you know?" He asks, bringing the crackers back into his lap and biting into them. "Plus-" He adds on, "You're my best friend, if anything, you being gay is a blessing. I'll always support you." He says, glancing at me through the side of his eyes. I look away, towards the door to hide the crimson blush that I feel spread over my face. "Thanks." I all but squeak out. And that's the day I realized, I have a faint crush on my best friend. <><><><><< THIS BOOK IS BEING *MAJORLY* EDITED. THERES LOTS OF SPELLING MISTAKES AND NAME MIX UPS, SOME CHAPTERS WILL BE REWRITTEN Also, Please don't be mean to the characters, they aren't even close to perfect, but they don't deserve hate.

𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 | 𝟏# 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 by Aavkermvn

‼️[editing] ‼️ (No Plot Chancing just better writing and some SMALL chances to make the book better) 𝟷# 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝖼𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗍. 𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾. 𝖧𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. U𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗍 𝖡𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖲𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗓 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗐𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝖿 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗍es 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 get 𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖡𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗄. ❆❆❆❆ "You have a thousand other possible choices of girls. Go to them. Go talk to your other girls." He just smirked. "Please gorgeous. I will kiss you in front of every girl I know just to make clear that I'm yours."

UNDER EDITING Michigan's soccer team had once again made it to the play-offs as the returning champions. Everyone excepted them to take home the gold, but as fate would have it, they would never make it to their destination. An eighteen-wheeler collided into the bus full of Michigan's varsity soccer players. There was only one survivor, Jacob Green. Six months after the accident, Jacob now lived in Kansas. His parents were hoping to give him a fresh start, but he only fell further into grief. All he could think about is how his closest friends in the entire world were gone and he was still breathing. And for a while, that's all he thought about until his best friend, Fisher King, who had died in the accident, reappeared. Jacob couldn't seem to catch a break from the occasional panic attacks, to Coach Sanders insisting he joins the soccer team, to trying to figure out why he could sometimes see his dead best friend, and to figuring out his feelings for a girl that seemed to be caught up in it all. He didn't know how much more he could handle before he broke and it would take a girl way out of his league, a couple of cocky football players, a nagging coach and an all powerful God to help a broken boy learn the value of life again. •• #69 in OUTCAST- 2021 #32 in ATHLETE- 2021 #83 in BROKENFAMILY- 2021 #64 in JOCK- 2021 #10 in GOLDENBOY- 2022 #10 in PANICATTACKS- 2023 #24 in NERD- 2023 #8 in OUTCAST- 2023

I'm a Cheerleader Book 1 ✔ by KawaiiArtsy

"Shut up I know what your already going to say." I said rolling my eyes. He smirked and shook his head. "Well what was I going to say then?" Derrick asked looking amused. "That I'm a wimp and that's why I'm not a football player but a cheerleader." I said pouting. "Actually I was just gonna laugh at you but I guess both will due." he said. I'm a fucking cheerleader! "Hey snap out of it!" he said hitting me on the side of my head. "RUDE MUCH." I said. "Your not human." he said before I could sing the song. ~ @yallzes made the cover

By sensing my presence, he sits up and faces me while that girl covers herself with sheets, and he asks with a smirk, "You want to join? We can do a threesome," looking up and down. I was frozen in my spot; he made his way slowly towards me, and I watched each of his moves carefully. He is so handsome. Blue eyes, they are so beautiful. Shaking the thought, I open my mouth, but no words come out. I shake my head as if to say no, and then I clear my throat and whisper, "N-No." He smirks, "Are you sure we can have double fun, kitten?" I shake my head with shock and mumble, "Y-Yes......." "Then why are you here, to watch me?" he asked rudely. "N-No...A-Actually I'm l-looking for a w-washroom." I stutter in fear and slowly take a step back. "Oh..." With sadness, he closes his eyes and exhales sharply. "Exiting the room and walking straight, it's on the right side." ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Hi, I'm Kataline Layla River. My loved ones call me Kat. A nerd and good girl of the University of New York City. Teachers love me, and students hate me for that. Yeah, I hate attention; that's why my motive is to always blend in with the crowd without getting noticed. I'm basically from Florida City, and here I live with my three best friends in an apartment near the college campus. My life changes when my friends force me into a bet, and then my path crosses with college bad boy Ryan Carter, and everything changes. Hi, I'm Ryan Drew Carter. Captain of my college football team. People fear me; they love to call me Bad Boy. I love to hang out with my three buddies; they are like brothers to me. Nobody has the guts to mess up with me and my friend. People call our group dangerous. And then my path crosses with college nerd Kataline River. They say that everything changes at a time, and boom, my life also takes a turn. When they challenge me, I can't stop myself from making that bet. A wrong bet can change your life and you as well.

I Fell in Love with a Bad Boy by Beautiful_Tragedy8

CRINGE WARNING! First book I ever wrote on here!! -- "Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun." I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest. They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted. People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'. I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me. I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy. Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1 Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8 Copyright 2014

Fraternity

[THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES WHICH IS ACCEPTABLE FOR 18+ READERS ONLY] "Yes?" His deep voice growls. It's so deep, so velvety. I can feel myself getting aroused. Aroused in ways I've never felt before. "I was told to come and speak to you about my keys." My voice is deep but the slight shake to it gives away my nerves. I can only be thankful my voice didn't break. He pauses for a second, his eyes gleaming over my body and if I was naive, I'd believe he was admiring me. But a man like him, so commanding, so powerful, he wouldn't look twice towards me. He digs into his pocket, a small set of keys emerges from them as he dangles them towards me. Why would he have my keys? As my hand moves forward, I brush the soft skin of his fingers and that tingling sensation overwhelms my body once more, but more intense than the last. My eyes shoot to meet his and I'm almost certain the smallest moan left my lips. It was small, so under my breath, I would bet my life nobody heard, but his eyes, god those eyes, they were devious, like he was trying to tell me he heard. I wanted to flush with embarrassment, how could such small contact make me act in such a way? "Thanks" I mutter. It felt like my voice was laced with arousal. I felt like I was waving a huge flag that screamed I want you. I turn on my heel, walking towards my bags, I can feel his gaze across my body, it's like I could feel the warmth from it dance across my skin. My heart is throbbing, I can feel myself pressing against my joggers and I know if anyone was to look they would see just how aroused Alpha Slater made me feel. [THIS IS AN EARLY PRE-WARNING THAT THIS BOOK WILL BE GOING THROUGH A MAJOR RE-EDITING (AGAIN) - THIS WILL BE DONE ALL AT ONCE AND NOTICE WILL BE GIVEN HERE TWO WEEKS BEFORE THE BOOK IS CHANGED. FOR NOW, FEEL FREE TO ENJOY THE BOOK AS IS]

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